You see a zombie outside your bedroom window...

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It's happened! The zombies are here.
You always knew this day would come, and just like everyone on the internet, you've got a plan.

But what is it?
  • Are you a loner? Will you barricade the doors and batten down the hatches? Make your home into an impregnable fortress? Will you seal yourself into what will surely become your own tomb?

  • Perhaps you're more social. You'll gather your family. Contact close friends. Will you head for the gun store? The mall? Hundreds of uninfected have the same idea. Will you surround yourself with dozens of potential zombies?

  • Maybe you will escape the urban landscape altogether. The cities are doomed. Fires will rage unhindered. Super markets will be looted. Entire populations will become zombies. The countryside is where civilisation will survive! But centuries of abuse have left the country a barren landscape of wheat and corn fields too dense to harvest by hand. What will you do for food? How will your shelter yourself? Your brittle katana will do nothing but attract the lightning.



So, what will you do, halflife2.net?

You see a katana lying before you....
(I realise these threads are frequent. But I wanted to split the conversation from the Imagedump)


Attention! The zombies can move at a slow jogging pace! They cannot swim, but they can walk across the seabed. Strong currents will carry them away. Some are buoyant because of trapped wind. They can be killed by removing the head (The head lives on until you destroy it). They can only infect you by biting. They are strong and can tear you limb from limb. They are not good climbers, but can climb on top of cars and things of that nature. A 7 food fence is too high for them, but it might not be strong enough.
 
IThe countryside is where civilisation will survive! But centuries of abuse have left the country a barren landscape of wheat and corn fields too dense to harvest by hand. What will you do for food? How will your shelter yourself? Your brittle katana will do nothing but attract the lightning.[/LIST]

Silly Farrow, you and millions... billions of other people have the same idea to move to the country.
 
Screw humanity, I'll join the mindless zombie horde and eat some brainz.
 
I actually have a katana, a real one that I keep because I like to collect sharp pointy things....

but the question is, are these fast zombies or slow zombies?
 
I get infected of course, 'cuz I'm slow and unathletic and probably wouldn't be able to dismember that zombie with the katana. I'd try something, maybe have fun zombie killing, but I'm not gonna end up being a survivor.
 
It's happened! The zombies are here.
You always knew this day would come, and just like everyone on the internet, you've got a plan.

But what is it?
  • Are you a loner? Will you barricade the doors and batten down the hatches? Make your home into an impregnable fortress? Will you seal yourself into what will surely become your own tomb?

  • Perhaps you're more social. You'll gather your family. Contact close friends. Will you head for the gun store? The mall? Hundreds of uninfected have the same idea. Will you surround yourself with dozens of potential zombies?

  • Maybe you will escape the urban landscape altogether. The cities are doomed. Fires will rage unhindered. Super markets will be looted. Entire populations will become zombies. The countryside is where civilisation will survive! But centuries of abuse have left the country a barren landscape of wheat and corn fields too dense to harvest by hand. What will you do for food? How will your shelter yourself? Your brittle katana will do nothing but attract the lightning.



So, what will you do, halflife2.net?

You see a katana lying before you....
(I realise these threads are frequent. But I wanted to split the conversation from the Imagedump)

wow, i totally didn't expect a topic like this from you. but i like it. :cheers:
 
I actually have a katana, a real one that I keep because I like to collect sharp pointy things....

but the question is, are these fast zombies or slow zombies?


But the real, real question is, do you have time to spend three minutes hacking away at the neck of a single zombie?
 
I get infected of course, 'cuz I'm slow and unathletic and probably wouldn't be able to dismember that zombie with the katana. I'd try something, maybe have fun zombie killing, but I'm not gonna end up being a survivor.


You are now a zombie

wow, i totally didn't expect a topic like this from you. but i like it. :cheers:


You share a beer with Zombie Farrow. He bites you. You are now a zombie
 
I have pondered this fantasy a million times. The drudgery of everyday life is mind killing.

You should establish what kind of zombies we're facing. If it's i am legend / 28 days later speedy zombies, tactics will change. If it's dumbass slow shaun of the dead zombies we may have a better chance of riding around in open top trucks and convertible sports cars laying waste to the infected while ****ing random chicks we come across on our journeys.

Either way, i think i'm going to find transport and just haul ass all over the place. Occasionally i might take a boat to a small offshore island to relax for a while (does water stop zombies? probably should the sharks may stop the zombies, unless they get bitten and become zombie sharks.)
 

Perhaps it wasn't very clear. But the idea is that the person thinking "Oh I'll live in the country" is the one thinking that that is where civilisation will survive..


I have pondered this fantasy a million times. The drudgery of everyday life is mind killing.

You should establish what kind of zombies we're facing. If it's i am legend / 28 days later speedy zombies, tactics will change. If it's dumbass slow shaun of the dead zombies we may have a better chance of riding around in open top trucks and convertible sports cars laying waste to the infected while ****ing random chicks we come across on our journeys.

Either way, i think i'm going to find transport and just haul ass all over the place. Occasionally i might take a boat to a small offshore island to relax for a while (does water stop zombies? probably should the sharks may stop the zombies, unless they get bitten and become zombie sharks.)

You enjoy driving around in other people's cars and relaxing on boats. Meanwhile in the rest of the world, people suffer terribly by the hands of the zombies. The sharks and other creatures avoid zombies because they smell funny

GrrrrRRRrnnnnnnaaaa
 
I'd be a rogue doctor, wandering into one of the few hospitals still operating since the outbreak. The doctors who have barricaded themselves into the lab rooms will be skeptical of me and my methods which can only be described as unorthodox; they'll quibble with me for days in their silly by-the-book doctor ways, but I won't let it get to me. I'll have devoted my life to finding a cure, being the kind of man I am. I'll look out onto the hordes gathering round the hospital entrance through my bespectacled eyes, one hand resting on the gun that I've kept in my left pocket ever since I graduated from medical school. You know, another man would very well be scared out of his mind viewing such a gore-filled scene, what with the puke and blood and puked up blood and guts and dismembered limbs and rampant cannibalism going on just beyond my window. But not me. I've seen worse, and I've cured worse. Practicing my trademark brand of no-nonense medicine, I'll find the cure within days. I'll head out into the outside world with a syringe in one hand and my gun in the other; just as I open the doors, the other doctors (now trembling in awe at the sight of my medical and sexual prowess) will say: "Wait! Just who the hell are you?" I'll turn around, a wave of zombies at my back, just waiting to be injected with my miraculous medicine. "Dr. Rick Dagless. MD."

Alternatively the inner objectivist within me (we all have one, it's nothing to be ashamed of) would slip on her ballet flats, take a magnum in her right hand and have the fuck at it.

You fire 5 shots from your magnum or possibly 6. It's hard to keep track. You begin work on the cure. You kill a zombie with a wooden karate chop
 
I would go to the store and buy a bunch of zombie makeup kits. Then I would capture a zombie, and extract the zombie pheromone. I would live among the zombies for the rest of my days.
 
I whould be on the move. Ronin style. Citys become quiete tombs and rivers whould run red by my vicious slaughter. Seperating head from bodie with my katanas. Yeah that's right. Im dual wielding. No time for cures here toaster babe... When im done, there won't be anything left to cure.

I might come across some funny looking zombies wielding cricket bats. It don't matter though. I have yet to find an obstacle i can't cut threw.
 
I know how to hide. Well. Not that hiding will help me from zombies, they probably have some zombie form of echolocation for brains and shit.
I know how to set traps. Very useful for food and fortifications.
I know how to build my own shelter.
I know how to survive on my own in both natural and urban environments.
If things get tough, I am an excellent shot. I know how important it is to conserve ammo. Under the best conditions, you will not have to fire a single shot until everyone is dead and it's time to start cleansing the world of zombies.
I know how to think tactically. I know how to respond extremely quickly and correctly under stressful circumstances.

And I'm a damn good cook.

Also, if any of you bastards think a melee weapon is going to help you against a zombie horde, then you are fooling yourselves. The argument is that it won't run out of ammo. Well let me tell you something. The zombies aren't gonna run out of zombies before you get tired.

The second I learn of any source of knowledge to the degree that toaster would represent, I would feel sorry for any zombie who happened to be in whatever path was most efficient for travel between me and said toast. Accumulation and preservation of knowledge is logistically of primary importance under a zombie apocalypse. Not sure whether I would take a doctor over a chemist though.
 
By "destroying the head", do you mean damaging the brain by some method?
 
I would go to the store and buy a bunch of zombie makeup kits. Then I would capture a zombie, and extract the zombie pheromone. I would live among the zombies for the rest of my days.

Zombies do not have pheromones. The zombies bite you
You are now a zombie
 
I might also run across some silly looking treehouse, with mouse traps scattered around. And inside there might be some sorry fool with an empty handgun, who thought he could shoot his way out. Im just sorry he found out the hard way that you don't bring a gun to a knife fight. When your enemy is death.
 
By "destroying the head", do you mean damaging the brain by some method?

What I had in mind was the head being crushed. But yes, I suppose destroying the brain would do it.

I know how to hide. Well. Not that hiding will help me from zombies, they probably have some zombie form of echolocation for brains and shit.
I know how to set traps. Very useful for food and fortifications.
I know how to build my own shelter.
I know how to survive on my own in both natural and urban environments.
If things get tough, I am an excellent shot. I know how important it is to conserve ammo. Under the best conditions, you will not have to fire a single shot until everyone is dead and it's time to start cleansing the world of zombies.
I know how to think tactically. I know how to respond extremely quickly and correctly under stressful circumstances.

And I'm a damn good cook.

Also, if any of you bastards think a melee weapon is going to help you against a zombie horde, then you are fooling yourselves. The argument is that it won't run out of ammo. Well let me tell you something. The zombies aren't gonna run out of zombies before you get tired.

The second I learn of any source of knowledge to the degree that toaster would represent, I would feel sorry for any zombie who happened to be in whatever path was most efficient for travel between me and said toast. Accumulation and preservation of knowledge is logistically of primary importance under a zombie apocalypse. Not sure whether I would take a doctor over a chemist though.

You shoot a couple of zombies. You build a shelter somewhere and stockpile food. Your traps catch a lot of zombies. You think quickly about nothing much in particular whilst staring at the clouds

I whould be on the move. Ronin style. Citys become quiete tombs and rivers whould run red by my vicious slaughter. Seperating head from bodie with my katanas. be litterd Yeah that's right. Im dual wielding. No time for cures here toaster babe... When im done, there won't be anything left to cure.

I might come across some funny looking zombies wielding cricket bats. It don't matter though. I have yet to find an obstacle i can't cut threw.

In your frenzy, you kill a lot of people. One of your katana snaps inside the neck of a large zombie
 
The zombies hear you laughing and start walking across the seabed towards your boat. Whilst you relax, they build an underwater zombie pyramid beneath your boat

You fire 5 shots from your magnum or possibly 6. It's hard to keep track. You begin work on the cure. You kill a zombie with a wooden karate chop

You spend another minute writing a response to this thread instead of barricading the doors. A zombie appears behind you and bites your shoulder. You have 12 hours for your Girlfriend to find a cure.

 
The CONTRYSIDES were NICE and the plants were singing and the birds and the sun was almost down from the top of the sky. MuToiD_MaN looked around and said "IT IS A GOOD DAY TO DO WHAT HAS TO BE DONE BY ME AND KILL ZOMBIE FARROW WITH A KATANA."
 
You spend another minute writing a response to this thread instead of barricading the doors. A zombie appears behind you and bites your shoulder. You have 12 hours for your Girlfriend to find a cure.


I'm already a zombie :arms:

The CONTRYSIDES were NICE and the plants were singing and the birds and the sun was almost down from the top of the sky. MuToiD_MaN looked around and said "IT IS A GOOD DAY TO DO WHAT HAS TO BE DONE BY ME AND KILL ZOMBIE FARROW WITH A KATANA."

Your katana gets stuck in Zombie Farrow and you are overrun by the horde

You are now a zombie

Zombie Goast Farrow continues
 
I didn't mean for it to sound discriminating.
 
And now you're a zombie with a piece of broken katana in your neck. And what's that? MuToiD here, trying to finish the job? Well go ahead. I got things to do. Like getting things done. And stuff.
 
Also, if any of you bastards think a melee weapon is going to help you against a zombie horde, then you are fooling yourselves. The argument is that it won't run out of ammo. Well let me tell you something. The zombies aren't gonna run out of zombies before you get tired.

Zombies have much better hearing than sight. That's like zombie survival 101. You fire a shot, you're going to have every zombie within the vicinity coming down on you in no time.

Besides, if you've found yourself in a position where you have to fight off a horde of zombies, regardless of whether you have a melee weapon or a firearm, you're ****ed.
 
/me drives to Yukon, Canada to live amongst the frost in a cabin with girlfriend.
 
If I saw a bleeding, ****ed-up person outside I'd probably think they'd need help, because zombies don't ****ing exsist.
 
I'd tell some bleeding ****ed up person outside to **** right off.
 
You'd obviously be the easiest target Danimals.
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